When The World is Quiet

On Thursday I cancelled all that was planned and took my two youngest boys, Mr. Mr. age 2 and J-Man age 5 and our dog, up to Madera Canyon the recreational base of a  "Sky Island" in the Sonoran Desert where we live. I needed a break from the noise,stress and heat (100 + degrees) of everyday. 

I wrote this poem while in the canyon.

When The World is Quiet

written by S. Jennie Alabi

When the world is quiet, what do I learn?

I learn of birds in tree's

And a gentle breeze

Flit, fluttering through the leaves

My mind is free

From cluttering debri,

When all the world is quiet.

Hike up the boulders and rocks

Dry as a bone, dreaming of

Raindrops and showers to come.

It's as if this moment

Is frozen in time in my memory,

When all the world is quiet.

The boys are exploring for

Rocks, leaves and ga-giant sticks.

All things rugged and dirty

Are the treasures of the day.

"Look at Me, Mom, Look at Me,"

What do I see, brother helping brother,

When all the world is quiet.

In the nice cool breeze of 87 degrees

My mind is calm and clear

I see happiness in the hop, jump and skip

Of brothers in the canyon.

No fighting or wrestling

Just pure adventure,

When all the world is quiet.

I learn that it is good

to just sit and think and not worry

in this moment, enjoy my surroundings

and sounds of nature

when all the world is quiet.